I love the water, especially the sea, but I chose a photo that I took at NYE overlooking the lake with the moon:
I choose Water: Journaling: Water speaks to my soul. Water is my happy place. When I was a child, I loved our trips to the lake. When I went to Niagara Falls I was enchanted by the power of the water. I imagined the feeling of the water flowing over the falls, and just watched the way it pushed to the bottom. I’ve often said if I was a witch, I’d want to be able to control water. My soul speaks to water. If I’m feeling sad, I love to sit by the shore of a lake or river or stream. My soul needs water. It feels me with delight and soothes the achy bits. I love when our vacations are cruises. I love being able to sit out on the boat and just watch the motion of the water. Watch it sway, watch it tumble. See a world where nothing but water is visible as far as the eye can see. At once frightened by it’s power, but soothed by the calm. The rough seas have never bothered me. Tumultuous waves, and I’m there watching the power. Water speaks to my soul. And my soul speaks to water.
I hope that I understood the colors rightly, so here's my second take on the challenge, full credits in gallery. Nice day my dear.